Stepping forward Gala nods her head "I'll go as well "  Standing at a few inches under 6 foot with straight shoulder-length brown hair she wears a suit of chain-mail and a long-sword and battleaxe on her hips "If you'll have me that is"

Ceasar stands silently near the captain, eying his fellow brothers & sisters in arms, trying to see evaluate who else might be coming. He had already volunteered, so there was no more need for him to keep talking at this point while others were still trying to.

Nuur stops his drawing for a brief moment, "Hell yeah, I´m in!", then immediately continous with his drawings.

Krag salutes the Captain. “I would like to go as well.”

"I will also volunteer." Rook says with a bow.

I’ll join.

[I think that's everyone!]

Gabriel steps forward as well, saying, "I will be able to guide them to Falcon's Nook. My horse will stay with you so it may rest, and so that they may keep pace with me." Captain Amakiir nods in agreement with Gabriel's statement.

Facing you all as a group, Captain Amakiir clears his throat. "Well, after that last skirmish, I'm sure you must be tired. If you want to hop in the wagons so you can rest up and set out by nightfall, that's alright with me. We'll travel towards Falcon's Nook, but at a slight angle, so the distance when you start out will probably be about as far as we are now. Unless you want to get started now. Far be it from me to judge the stamina of young soldiers."

"I wonder if it would be best to move now, while we have the remains of the day, and then rest in the night? I don't know if the Gnolls will travel by day or night, but if we need to get to Falcon's Nook quickly, would it not be best to leave now? Or..." Cyllyn turns to the Captain, "Sir, is there a wagon we can take with our group now? That way if some of us need to rest, they can do so while the others walk, and then the groups can switch in the evening and keep moving." She looks to the others to see what their thoughts might be.

Ceasar shakes his head, "Wagons would slow us down. Besides, we all volunteered knowing this would require us having to push."

Looking back at Syllyn, he speaks in a enthusiastic tone, "I suggest we head out now. As we said earlier, we don't know how much time we have."

"Walking isn't the worst thing to have happen"

Krag nods. “The sooner we get there the better. Besides, we can always rest in town.”

Bavarax looks around at the group.  "Does anyone who volunteered need a rest of any sort before we get moving, maybe we could use the carts partway to allow that and then push forward for the last bit?"  He could tell some were still quite tired from the fight, but they seemed ready to push even harder.  "If that doesn't sound appealing I know I am ready to go at any time." 

Herman is eager to leave

I am fine, specially since we are on a hurry, let's just go, I'd say

Nuur briefly examines his sanddrawings before he announces "I wouldn´t mind going right away." He has the mage hand wipe away the drawing and dispels it.

Captain Amakiir paused for a moment as he considered the three wagons in the caravan before shaking his head. "I don't know how we'd transport the supplies in any of the wagons. Granted, I could have the other troops carry them, but that would be rough on morale, and some of them are simply too unwieldy if we're ambushed. I'm sorry that I can't offer you a wagon directly to Falcon's Nook."

[I take it everyone is setting out on foot, then?]

Agreement with the logic of everyone else, Cyllyn sighs and nods. "Yes, you are all correct. We should hoof it then." She adjusts her pack and looks to the others. "Er...should we need them...does anyone have potions that might come in handy? Healing, antidotes, antivenom, etc? I regret I only have some food and water for myself." 

Krag shakes his head. “You’d better get used to it. Common soldiers aren’t provided much, at least where I’m from.”

Captain Amakiir jerks a thumb over towards the wagons. "If you head over there, you can pick up some supplies, within reason. We're not especially well-equipped for instant healing, but we should have some antivenom and bandages if you need some. Let me write up a form for you." The elf rummaged through his bag for a moment, pulling out a piece of paper, an inkwell, and a quill. Balancing the inkwell on his knee, Captain Amakiir stood on one leg, scribbling on the paper furiously. "Here," he said, handing Cyllyn the paper. "Show this to the quartermaster, and you'll be set to get supplies."

"I would prefer if we get moving soon, the quicker we get there the better."

Cyllyn takes the requisition form and nods. Unsure of whether to salute the captain or not, she awkwardly fumbles with the paper before turning to Gala and the others. "Yes, I agree. I will return very quickly and then perhaps we should go?" She trots off to find the Quartermaster. 

Finding a soldier she believes to be the one, she holds the paper forward. "Um...hello...excuse me, yes. I have a form from Captain Amakiir for bandages and antivenom and the like. A small squad of us are going ahead to warn Falcon's Nook ahead of the tide and could use extra supplies. If perhaps there were any potions of healing to be spared?" She looks hopeful at the presumed Quartermaster, holding the note out for them. 

Persuasion Check : 4

OOC: I provided a Persuasion check in case you wanted it, but if not please ignore!